I study fairy lore.
This isn't a statement about studying religions of the worlds or anything, I actually spend quite bit of my free time researching and reading about fairy mythology. I find it interesting.
In a way, fairies were the original gap fillers. Those things that acted with no understandable rhyme or reason, things that killed babies or blighted crops. Called the "Good Folk" so as not to offend them. I love reading about them. I have volumes on the subject.
What I really love is how fairy dis-belief eventually got connected to the death of them. There is something truly satisfying about killing an unfeeling powerful monster by simply coming to understand the world better.
Of course, there is a downside to having such a hobby. For me it's being called a "magical atheist." Oh, and the weirdos who ask me how to summon them.
Really it's just the weirdos now that I think about it. I don't mind being called magical all that much (harmless ribbing.)
I have come to assume that most of the adult world does not actually believe in fairies, so when faced with one who does I am usually taken aback. I mean... isn't learning that the tooth fairy is a story a minor milestone in growing up?
So when a young woman I know asked me how she could contact fairies I was torn between prattling off the lore I have greedily consumed for the better part of a decade or screaming as I ran off, instead I came back with:
"Well in the old days people would leave out special cakes and cream to appease the fae, but it wasn't to invite them to dinner. The good folk were known for stealing babies and brides, especially brides in arranged marriages and babies born to impoverished families. Strange coincidence right? I mean of all the people they could steal away they chose the unhappy and the malnourished, it's almost like--Hey! Where are you going?"
Oh well, I guess it's about time I offended someone other than the Abrahamic-god followers.